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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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'S
o.
.
.
where
d'you
want
to
go
?
'
Harry
asked
as
they
entered
Hogsmeade
.
The
High
Street
was
full
of
students
ambling
up
and
down
,
peering
into
the
shop
windows
and
messing
about
together
on
the
pavements
.
'
Oh
...
I
do
n't
mind
,
'
said
Cho
,
shrugging
.
'
Um
...
shall
we
just
have
a
look
in
the
shops
or
something
?
'
They
wandered
towards
Dervish
and
Banges
.
A
large
poster
had
been
stuck
up
in
the
window
and
a
few
Hogsmeaders
were
looking
at
it
.
They
moved
aside
when
Harry
and
Cho
approached
and
Harry
found
himself
staring
once
more
at
the
pictures
of
the
ten
escaped
Death
Eaters
.
The
poster
,
'
By
Order
of
the
Ministry
of
Magic
'
,
offered
a
thousand-Galleon
reward
to
any
witch
or
wizard
with
information
leading
to
the
recapture
of
any
of
the
convicts
pictured
.
'
It
's
funny
,
is
n't
it
,
'
said
Cho
in
a
low
voice
,
gazing
up
at
the
pictures
of
the
Death
Eaters
,
're
member
when
that
Sirius
Black
escaped
,
and
there
were
dementors
all
over
Hogsmeade
looking
for
him
?
And
now
ten
Death
Eaters
are
on
the
loose
and
there
are
no
dementors
anywhere
...
'
'
Yeah
,
'
said
Harry
,
tearing
his
eyes
away
from
Bellatrix
Lestrange
's
face
to
glance
up
and
down
the
High
Street
.
'
Yeah
,
that
is
weird
.
'
He
was
n't
sorry
that
there
were
no
dementors
nearby
,
but
now
he
came
to
think
of
it
,
their
absence
was
highly
significant
.
They
had
not
only
let
the
Death
Eaters
escape
,
they
were
n't
bothering
to
look
for
them
...
it
looked
as
though
they
really
were
outside
Ministry
control
now
.
The
ten
escaped
Death
Eaters
were
staring
out
of
every
shop
window
he
and
Cho
passed
.
It
started
to
rain
as
they
passed
Scrivenshaft
's
;
cold
,
heavy
drops
of
water
kept
hitting
Harry
's
face
and
the
back
of
his
neck
.
'
Um
...
d'you
want
to
get
a
coffee
?
'
said
Cho
tentatively
,
as
the
rain
began
to
fall
more
heavily
.
'
Yeah
,
all
right
,
'
said
Harry
,
looking
around
.
'
Where
?
'
'
Oh
,
there
's
a
really
nice
place
just
up
here
;
have
n't
you
ever
been
to
Madam
Puddifoot
's
?
'
she
said
brightly
,
leading
him
up
a
side
road
and
into
a
small
teashop
that
Harry
had
never
noticed
before
.
It
was
a
cramped
,
steamy
little
place
where
everything
seemed
to
have
been
decorated
with
frills
or
bows
.
Harry
was
reminded
unpleasantly
of
Umbridge
's
office
.
